Seeing this, Bu Zishu laughed, "This is interesting to the master and apprentice. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The face of the head of the house was a little embarrassed, in this big court, it doesn't matter if he is his own disciple on weekdays, but there are outsiders today.

Akabane's eyes looked at Sakura and Aoi, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

As the cherry blossom festival fell, the head glared at the cherry blossom festival and said to the divination book, "My junior brother, it's just so out of tune that it makes Taoist friends laugh." ”

Sakura snorted disdainfully, and the head had to pretend not to hear it.

Bu Zishu smiled happily, "I haven't known him for a day or two, it's normal, haha." ”

Then the friendly match began at the behest of the boss.

It is said to be a friendly match, but the people who appear are all elite disciples, and the elite has the pride of the elite, representing the mountain gate duel, who would be willing to lose.

This first scene made Mao Qing's concern infinitely higher.

"In the first game, Immortal Spirit Mountain Qianyan fought against Immortal Pavilion Sun Qiong."

Qianyan's figure flew down on the ring like a breeze, and Mao Qing immediately shouted hello, the disciples of Immortal Spirit Mountain were used to her actions, and even some disciples cheered together, but the disciples of the Immortal Pavilion were stunned, it was really good to do this on this occasion.

They couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, but they didn't expect their senior brother to open his mouth and say, "Okay! ”

At this moment, it was as if a fire had been ignited, and the disciples of the Immortal Pavilion also pulled their necks and shouted.

So, the disciples on the side of Xianling Mountain raised their voices again, and in this way, the two sides started to compare, but how to say that this is also the territory of Xianling Mountain, and there are many people.

In the end, the head raised his hand to stop it, otherwise someone would have to shout to faint.

When everyone's voices stopped, this friendly match officially began.

I saw Qianyan dressed in white hanging to the ground, covered with a layer of green shirt, with the ends of her long hair floating lightly on the ground, standing with a long sword in her hand.

Not to mention the disciples of this Immortal Spirit Mountain, even the female disciples of the Immortal Pavilion and a few male disciples were stunned.

Although Sun Qiong lost in physiognomy, he did not lose in momentum, and with a long sword, he said, "Offended." He attacked without hesitation, and he had no scruples about shooting.

Qianyan did not move like a pine, letting the other party thunder, until the sword light was close and even shook his eyes, he turned around lightly, and avoided it in a dashing manner, and then saw him swing the long sword, and he didn't see any imposing movements, so casually as if walking towards Sun Qiong.

But it blocked the other party's retreat, as if he knew that he was going to move there, and always took the position first.

And no matter how fast Sun Qiong's sword swung and how majestic, Qianyan just swept it so lightly, casually, and with a single pick, he blocked it all.

And gradually approached, and in the blink of an eye, Sun Qiong was forced to the edge of the ring.

The whole venue was silent, and everyone watched this game with bated breath, waiting for the next moment to cheer for Qianyan.

Mao Qing also watched the game on the field excitedly, deeply intoxicated by Qianyan's demeanor, and couldn't help but sigh, "Senior brother, it's really handsome to fly." ”

Although her voice was not loud, Sakura Matsuri listened to it sincerely, the corners of her mouth provoked a sneer, and she asked, "How handsome is it when you fly?" ”

Because Mao Qing's attention was on Qianyan, she didn't notice that it was Sakura who answered her words, so she replied, "It's handsome that makes others look at it, it's the same as ascending to an immortal." ”

"Why didn't I see you flying, ascending to immortal!" The opening of the cherry blossom festival is not salty or light.

Mao Qing said impatiently, "Tsk, why are you so serious." ”

Then he stared at the source of the sound, and when he saw the master's smiling face, he took two steps back without thinking, hunched his waist, scratched his head, and said with a smile, "It's Master... ”

Sakura looked at her, "Oh~ You still know that I am your master." ”

Mao Qing's smile was even brighter, false, "Master, look at what you said, it hurts the hearts of the disciples." ”

"Then don't be sad, let's hurt your body?" Sakura said deliberately.

Mao Qing hurriedly waved his hand, "Forget it, forget it, it's still sad." ”

And just when the two of them were engaged in their daily intrigue and fight, there was a cheer from the audience, and Mao Qing hurriedly looked over, that Sun Qiong was already under the ring, and Qianyan stood on top of the ring with his hands in his hands, without any expression of joy of victory.

However, the disciples of the Immortal Spirit Mountain below were boiling, and the faces of the disciples of the Immortal Pavilion were relatively darker.

"Fairy Mountain, a thousand faces."

Qianyan turned around and walked off the stage, and when he left, he glanced at Mao Qing, who immediately stretched out a thumbs up.

Sakura glanced at his unpromising apprentice, stretched out his leg and kicked him.

He didn't move much, and he couldn't help but shout, so he didn't notice, but it didn't include Akabane Night.

"The beginning of the fairy spirit mountain, the red feather night of the Immortal Pavilion."

Akabane Night was looking at Aoi, and after hearing his name, he turned his eyes and walked towards the stage.

When Mao Qing heard these two names, she was immediately depressed, and she was entangled in her heart about who would win, and finally she smiled sinisterly, thinking that it was best for these two guys to lose both.

Akabane came to the stage at night, looked at Mao Qing nakedly, and smiled brightly.

Mao Qing glared at him and looked away.

Zhen Jue Se and Nanzhu couldn't help but smile, and their eyes kept turning around the two of them.

"Did you say it was fate?" Hearing this battle list, she whispered to Nanzhu beside her and asked.

Nanzhu nodded in agreement, "The destined person, defeat the scumbag, and have avenged the humiliation of the beloved." ”

Really looked at Nanzhu with appreciation and said, "It's a good summary." ”

Nanzhu smiled shyly and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I still have to work hard." ”

When Chu Xiao stepped into the ring, he naturally noticed Chi Yu Ye's eyes, and raised his eyes to look at Mao Qing, but the other party didn't look at him at all.

Chu Xiao had long been used to it, and he clasped his fists and saluted, "Please also give me advice." ”

Akabane Ye also returned the salute, "I hope to teach." ”

Then the two of them were not polite, Chu Xiao's weapon was a sword, and Akabane Night's weapon was a hollow long knife, and the shape was very exquisite.

Mao Qing looked at the long knife and pursed her lips disdainfully, "You can really pretend!" ”

But the next battle made Mao Qing understand that Akabane Night was not pretending.

His knife skills are extremely sharp, every time he swings the knife, there is a sound of breaking the air when the sword wind shoots out, slashing on the ring, directly leaving a deep crack in the ring.

At this point, Chu Xiao is weaker, although his posture is light and agile, and his sword technique is perfect, but his sword style is not as good as that of Akabane Night.

If this continues, it will not be long before he will be defeated.

Chang Qingqing was below, watching nervously.

Mao Qing was also watching, looking at the declining Chu Xiao, she was not in a hurry, sad, or wanted to cheer for the other party.

But no matter how Chu Xiao said it, he was also the second apprentice of the head of the house, so he would not be defeated so easily.

The sword moves are changed again, from light to calm, as if it were natural, as if it was a set of swordsmanship.

Although Chu Xiao did not re-attack for the time being, at least he held the decline.